Local blogger Bunny Land had a bit of trouble when trying to park his scooter the other day. "I parked at a small stretch of curb between two driveways. I avoid this spot, because the first time I parked there, when I came out in the morning there were notes on my scooter" -- e.g., the image at right.

He goes on to say that "you can't rent a curb, there was no where else, so I parked there. I have actively been avoiding this spot, since I got the note, because anyone dumb enough to think that they can rent a spot on a public street is not someone I want to deal with."

Reasonable enough. Because the rub is this: you can't own or rent a "small stretch of curb," right? Right. So, after making the decision to park in the totally not private space, here's what went down the morning after.

This morning I made sure to bring a pen, just in case I needed to respond to a note.

But no.

When I turn the corner, my scooter is parked on the sidewalk. And there are two people getting into a car that is parked where my scooter was when I left it last night.

"Hey did you move my scooter?"

The guy said that he didn't. The woman in the car said that she did. That set me off, geeze, I have not been so mad in a very long time. She fucking lifted it by the locked front tire, and rolled it onto the sidewalk, then parked her car in "her" spot.

When running into her, Bunny Land (rightfully) yelled at her. "If you're paying for this spot, you're an idiot and getting ripped off," he says. Which? Is true. The lady then retorts, "If you park there again, I'll have you towed," Which? Is inane.